By Kevin Richard White This is about my dad. He used to have a voice, but now he’s only someone who takes up space in a yellow photograph. He’s the reason I write. There will never be another reaso…
Source: Negative Inspiration
By Kevin Richard White This is about my dad. He used to have a voice, but now he’s only someone who takes up space in a yellow photograph. He’s the reason I write. There will never be another reaso…
Source: Negative Inspiration
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